UaVS-Yrtchull's Return...

[Uriel]

Rith'Arnis carefully walks along the bodies, trying to get a clue for what happened. He also checks for any creature that might still give a sign of life, someone who might still tell him what happened.

"Well, it seems like someone beat us to it. An invasion might explain why they did not come looking for us earlier, they must have been busy with more pressing matters." The githzerai tries to make a reconstruction of what likely happened. "The grimlocks must have come from outside, so I think any Troglodyte forces between here and the entrance are dead as well."

The bodies (and fighting) seeks thickest closer to the stars leading up, so most likely the Grimlocks and Ghouls came from above. It is evident that it has been several hours since any of these creatures were among the living (or the undead).

OoC:So, through the bodies and up?

 

[Thels]

Teretha nods at her Gith friend. "Indeed. We should use the oppertunity to get out of here, before those Grimlocks return. Perhaps luck shines on us for once and we can make it safely to the entrance, which will probably be guarded. Still, we should be carefull." Looking around at Yrtchull, she says: "Does our mighty leader think this is a good idea, and if so, manage to stay quiet while doing so?", pronouncing 'our mighty leader' very slowly, with a big smile on her face.

 

[shaff]

Yrtchull scoffs slightly and smirks at Teretha. "I suppose," he says sarcasticly. "Although I doubt luck is in our hands, I bet the grimlocks are waiting above." then begins to stalk towards the stairs.

 

[Fanog]

"Well, let's go than." Rith'Arnis sounds somewhat frustrated by not being able to learn what has transpired. He holds for a couple of second, drawing both of his blades to his face. He mutters ever so softly, focussing anger into cold strength and concentration. "Nothing to be learned here. Blind we go, into the fray..."

With renewed vigor, Rith'Arnis prowls forward close on Yrtchull's heels. He is fully prepared for battle, even though he is uncertain whether they will still encounter foes. "Draw the blade now, lest you be found death without them.

 

[Thels]

While a grin briefly appears on her face, Teretha follows after Rith'Arnis.

 

[Uriel]

OoC:Still waiting on Argent...he must have forgot that he was playing Nurin now...I'll go and email him.

IC: Making your way through the bodies of the fallen, you advance to the last Stairway, the one leading back to the entry-floor of this Castle.
Moving towards the stairs, suddenly Urftuk stops and straightens, yelling 'Enemies,Smell them!'

The orc raises his Greataxe warily, looking about and sniffing the air, having Scented something amiss.
Ufrtuk's form moves sideways as if struck,and where a second ago there was nothing, now stands a Duergar dressed in darm mail and wearing a full-face helm with the visage of some fiend upon it,wielding a Warhammer.

Rith'Arnis is hit from behind by some blade < 7HP>, while Cambrech is likewise stabbed <5HP>. Yrtchull feels some blunt weapon strike him, though he suffers no real damage from it.

Standing about your group are a quartet of Grey Dwarves, two wearing masks of a similar design as the other's helmet and armed with short swords, the fourth
wielding a Warhammer like the first.

OoC:Map coming soon.

 

[Uriel]

Round One

Initiatives

Urftuk 19
Duregar Swordsmen18
Cambrech 17
Nurn 15
Duergar Hammerers
Teretha 13
Rith'Arnis 12
Yrtchull 11

 

[Uriel]

Round one
Urftuk swings his massive Greataxe at the nearest Duergar, catching him full force, and taking his head clean off < 18HP,Dead Duergar>.
<d1 is now Dead>

The Duergar Swordsmen attack, the first stabbing at Rith'Arnis again, missing him this time.

The other Swordsman stabs at Cambrech with a telling blow <10HP, ouch>, laughing maniacally as he does so, his red eyes peering forth from under the mask.

Cambrech is up...

<All, feel free to post, as I'd rather make a big post myself than respond to each as they go along...>

 

[Argent Silvermage]

Enter Nurin as a PC.

Nurin stands, his sort white hair streaked with dirt, sweat and blood. "You have done a very naughty thing little dirt diggers." Nurin Pulls out a scroll of Doom and begins chanting.

 

[rangerjohn]

Cambrech uses one of his turning attempts and activates Divine Shield, while returning the attack with his shortsword.

OOC: Ac now 24 for 5 rounds, short sword attack +7 to hit 1-6 +2 dmg.